McGuilicutty

I remember waking up, not knowing I was alone
Stretching my fingers over the
sliver of sunlight
that shone down through the pocket window
onto the white sheets with tiny yellow flowers.
Everything seemed hazy and
that bedroom in the single-wide trailer you lived in
was small, even for me.
I reached for you, but you were gone
and I sat up, panicked, my hairline damp with sweat
because you couldn't afford air condition and the window
was open but the air was stagnant.
The panic helped me shake off sleep and I
started to get up to find you,
when your head appeared in the window.
You were wearing your regular silly grin
showing off the gap between your two front teeth
as you handed me a furry, yellow chick
and I squealed in delight at your presence
while it scurried over the bed sheet
and took a shit on one of the yellow flowers.